Carefully, so as not to wake Eleanor, he got out of the bed and dressed quickly. Within moments, he was presentable, and with a thought, he teleported.
He materialized in the central courtyard, near the grand statue of himself that the inhabitants had erected.
And there, walking up the main path toward the castles, were four figures.
Lisa and Isabel flanked two younger women, and even from a distance, Julian could see the family resemblance. He stared as they drew closer, and he got his first clear look at his daughters.
The first was clearly Isabel's child. She had her mother's bearing, but her features were softer than Isabel's. She was more refined, and her eyes... her eyes were Julian's exact shade of blue. Her hair was a rich brown, falling in a long braid down her back, and she wore leather armor, glinting with enchantments.
Lyanna. Isabel had named her Lyanna.
